Before Zhong Bai left, he burned some paper at the door of the hall and arched his hand into the hall.

What is it in the hall that makes Zhong Bai so afraid?

After Zhong Bai left, I found an open place with a good signal and called my mother, saying that I might have to go back in two days.

My mom hesitated, I felt like she wanted to say something to me, but in the end she just answered and hung up.

My head is actually quite messy.

But there were no moths that night, but I couldn't sleep when I lay on the bed and tossed and turned, in fact, because I was a little scared, and I always thought that the paper beauty would appear.

It's more about what has happened recently.

I was not treated well here, I felt that I was alone and lonely, to put it mildly, Zhong Bai had already reminded me that they had to live in this place, even if something happened to us, it didn't have much to do with us.

I have already made up my mind in my heart, if Zhong Bai does not come tomorrow, I will go back, if Zhong Bai does not tell me that there may be other changes when I leave, I will leave during the day.

When I was thinking about it, I didn't know that the string in my head was wrong, so I thought of the man I met on the day I came back and burned paper downstairs.

Well!?

I was stunned, and then I couldn't help but think of the smile that I had with him in the rearview mirror, I don't know why, but now when I think of his smile, I feel a little inexplicably scared.

At first, it seemed that his smile was soft and casual, and he was generous.

But in retrospect, his smile in his memory reveals a great meaning and a kind of weirdness.

Then when he was in the mourning hall, he looked back at me when he left, and the coldness of his eyes contained some deep, some unpredictable deep meaning.

Who is he!?

I have a feeling that he's going to show up again.

In fact, I didn't expect such a thing to happen when I came back this time, my grandfather gave me a kiss, but now I am in this dilemma.

I took a deep breath, preferring to believe that it was all my own reverie, and threw out all these miscellaneous thoughts.

The night was very peaceful, and when I woke up, the wind was calm, and I swept away the haze left before, and it seemed that not only me, but also the rest of the courtyard seemed to be in a good mood.

Today is the day of Old Man Yang's Fusan, according to our rules here, the third day of the burial of the dead is to go to the family to round the grave in person, and Yang in the yard is busy in the morning.

Grab firecrackers and incense paper and get ready to go out.

Two days ago, if Zhong Bai was here, at least I had someone to talk to, but now I feel that there is no one to see in this place, so I am ready to go back to my grandmother's house.

But before I had crossed the threshold, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then an elderly man ran into the yard, holding his trouser leg and holding a sickle in his hand, and hurriedly shouted at the door, "Something's wrong, there's an accident." ”

"Big Kuroko, go and take a look! That little master won't let the burned paper beauty be in front of your old man's grave! ”

Da Heizi is the nickname given to Yang Dawu by the older generation, because he grew darker when he was a child, and he came from a villager in the same village who went to the field in the morning to release water to irrigate his crops.

I got up early in the morning, and when I went to look in my own field, I passed by the grave of Mr. Yang, and before I walked in, I saw the paper beauty pestle swaying in front of Mr. Yang's grave from a distance.

Yesterday, he saw with his own eyes that the paper beauty was placed at the back of the old courtyard by Zhong Bai's sticker, so he ran over in a panic and said.